He had promoted them, now it was time to celebrate them! Dragon set off towards the plains, it was a good morning, not too cold and not too hot. It was a bit cloudy, but the sun no doubt would push through the remainder of the clouds and smile upon the lands. He had plans to start a festival for his pack to celebrate those who were promoted, and to relax from all the hard work. As well as to reward those who had participated in the raid, win or lose they'd all done their best. He had many activities planned for today, and had something planned for all skill interests. Now all he needed was for his members to show up so they could get things started. Kimahri and Shiva had gone out to track down potential targets for the hunting part of the festival, and would be back soon enough. For now, the earthen male stood upon an old moss covered log as he called for his pack to gather. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long, he wanted this to be a good day. An easy day. A day for them all to get to know each other better and perhaps to even better assess skills so that he could determine whether or not some wolves needed to be shifted around in rank. Tilting back his head, he sent out a summons for his pack, eager to get the day started. OOC// It's festival time! Festivities will range from hunts and spars, to games, contests, and quizzes! This can also be the time for promoted wolves to decide what accessory they'd like (jewelry, wearable pelts, dyes to paint their fur, etc.) If they have not made a decision yet, no fear! Just let me know when you've decided XD First round due 12/9! Walk, "Talk" Think

Valdís stepped out into the crisp morning air, knowing that it would warm up quickly now that summer was just around the corner for Auster. She scratched lightly at her healing wounds but over all they were doing better than expected and soon enough she'd be back on all four feet and ready to go. She hoped her packmates were doing as well. Dragon, despite being completely blinded seemed to be holding up pretty well though she imagined it was helpful to have a companion that could help guide him while he healed. It was a strange thing to her, to have another animal for a friend. She only saw other animals as prey or competition but perhaps it was an idea she could be open to though she had no idea how one even started that conversation. The summons for the beginning of the festival caught her attention and she moved swiftly to answer the call, wincing just slightly as she stepped poorly. Spirits above! She couldn't wait to be back to 100% so she could really start training. She had soldiers to train now and responsibilities to live up to. Further more she was fully expecting further retaliation from Celestial regardles of the Talis members they'd mutilated. All in all she felt the violence was spread equally on both sides but who was to say the opposing side felt the same. They needed to be alert. "Greetings, Dragon. I can't say I'm very familiar with festivals. What is it we'll be doing?" "Talk" "You" Think

ooc: for her promotion gift I'm kind of thinking a bracelet like this with the gold triangles: https://imgur.com/FEWTWlr

She had been settling in, taking her time to pick out the right spot for a den and of course there was digging it and molding it to how she wanted. It took a lot of work something she didn't realize until she had started her project. With the clan they had never really settled long and when dens needed to be made most of the time it was the males pitching in together to create them. So doing it alone absolutely sucked! Her upbeat attitude pushed her to get through it, dreaming of the uses this den will have in the future. She was young and had years to live, things to collect, and maybe someday someone to settle down with. She had got her den dug out and molded to how she wanted, but the next step was finding some nice bedding to add to it. The best bedding was animal hide, but she had none of those so she had to go with the next best thing which was moss. This would require several trips to acquire the right amount, and when Dragon's call rang out she was already finishing her 6th trip. Though she stopped upon hearing his call, knowing that she must attend the meeting he had called. It was a little nerve racking though, at least to her, since the rest of the pack would be there. She had seen them from the last meeting that had invited loners, but she hadn't actually interacted with any of them. Taking off the agile female didn't take long to cover the ground to the meeting spot. When she arrived it was only Dragon and one other, a female. "Hello Dragon and hello fellow pack member that I don't know yet" she greeted with a smile, bright eyes, and a wagging tail. "I'm Zinnia." "Zinnia Talk", & 'Zinnia Think"

She heard her son's howl for them to gather, and although she wasn't swift to answer, she would eventually make it. She had sent Arke and Okami on a task to scout for prey the evening prior, neither having returned yet though Tan was with them as well, so she was sure they'd be back soon. The large woman made her way to the plains, wondering who might be there. Was Aodhan there? She hadn't seen him much, and Kharnage...her heart dropped. Kharnage had been blinding in one eye, and as far as she knew, Dragon had come away with injuries but not like Kharnage had. Yet. Little did she know that her other son would eventually succumb to infection from his injury to his eyes in time. As she drew closer, she noticed only two others had arrived and were waiting. Maybe everyone else were just...busy? Or were there some that simply just didn't care? Sighing, she moved among them and sat, nodding and greeting Valdis and the new she-wolf. She heard the woman introducing herself to Valdis, and a small smile was offered, "Good morning, Zinna. I'm Avalon, it's nice to meet you." "Speech"

His brother had vanished...again. He hadn't seen him after the raid, so he didn't know how Ramsay's fight had gone...but it had been a long while ago, and still his brother had not returned. Although part of him worried his brother might have succumbed to his injuries, it was easier to simply believe he had been abandoned again. It was easier to remain emotionally detached. It was just...easier to keep hatred around. He had never been close to anyone. The male a loner even in a pack full of wolves. He did as he was told, and when he wasn't being told to do something he went off to do his own thing. When his alpha's call summoned the pack, Greed made his way towards him at a lazy pace. Cold blue eyes glittered, mismatched paws thudding heavily against the ground. His own injuries had been minor compared to some of his pack mates, and even more so compared to the two bitches he had stolen sight from. All he had wanted that day was Marina, but of course...someone else had to step into the middle of it. Did he feel remorse? Sometimes just the tiniest bit. But he didn't know whoever it was he had stolen sight from. All he knew was that she had tried to get in between him, and the bitch that destroyed his family... At last he would arrive to find a small gathering, surely this wasn't the whole pack that was left? Frowning, Greed moved to sit at the far edge, gaze briefly falling on Dragon and his scars for a moment. He had fought a lot that day, but Talis hadn't been able to secure a win. No matter, he was sure they had shaken up that pack regardless. "Talk"

He and his sister had been sent to track prey patterns overnight, and at last they were on their way back. Dragon's howl sounded just as they were coming back into the territory, and with a glance to one another they began to race each other there. What did he have in store for them today? It didn't sound like a pack meeting, but rather, a festival for the pack to have some fun! It didn't take him long to get there, and when he did he headed straight over to Avalon and sat beside her, nodding a greeting to Dragon as he looked around. There weren't many here yet, but he did see a new face. His tail wagged as he smiled at Zinnia. He'd be sure to greet her properly later! "Speak"

The large girl raced alongside her brother as they made their way to the meeting. They had been tracking all night, but she wasn't really tired. It was refreshing being up and around at night. The moon didn't bother her the way the sun did, and she felt that she could see better under the light of the moon. As she got closer to the meeting, she noticed not many were there, but she was sure some of them would be late as well. As Arke moved to sit near their mother, she would go and sit near a new face she had yet to see. "Good morning, are you new here?" "Talk" "You" Think

It wouldn't be that far of a stretch to claim that Gryphon was always working. Most of the time he was indeed actively hunting, or tracking herd movements, or simply keeping his eyes and ears open for any unexpected opportunities that might arise. He rarely simply lounged around relaxing, or even spent time in idle exploration or socialization. If anything he had a tendency to avoid anyone else even in the pack unless he was actually bringing them a meal, or hunting beside them. He wasn't by nature antisocial, really, but he wasn't a frivolous soul at the best of times and his recent promotion had him very, very serious about his job.

Despite all that, so far all he'd done today was drowse sleepily in the hollow he'd scraped out for sleeping. This early was usually his best time for hunting, but something about the morning just encouraged sloth.

Still, when Dragon's call echoed over the lands he cracked one eye and yawned. Well, it looked like his time for napping was over. Probably for the best really, he wasn't used to sleeping in and he'd probably feel groggy and cranky the rest of the day if he drowsed any longer. Stretching and climbing to his paws with another yawn, the earthen-coated male loped across the plains to join the group slowly accumulating around the alpha.

He wondered briefly where the rest of the pack was hiding themselves, but he knew they'd start trickling in eventually, and he was hardly one to talk about being late. He did wonder what they were meeting again for so soon after their last meeting, though, curiosity pricking at him as he seated himself.